Ronan POV The urge to bury myself into Lyra until I was released was overwhelming, but I pushed it down. I’d made promises, and I intended to keep them. So I buried away my own wolf, turning him down in my mind. He was stuck on repeat anyway, growling and hissing and shouting at me to claim her.All in good time, friend.Lyra was too dazed to protest when I flipped her over, propping her up against the wall. Baby hairs were plastered against her temples with sweat, her breaths regulating as she came down from her high. We couldn’t have that now, could we?I knelt between her legs, pushing her knees apart to expose her lips to me again. Her eyes sparked with a silent question, but I didn’t give her any time to process. I kissed and lightly bit a path along her inner thighs, my palms holding her in place as she automatically bucked a little to meet me.Greedy girl.I buried my face in her folds, and she went completely still. I froze, wondering if I’d accidentally crossed a line or bro
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